Fang Chen didn't bring anyone to the door to ask the teacher, and he concentrated on helping his cousin pack the vegetables for shipment.

Before long, the brother of Shunfeng Express arrived.

Looking at the express delivery, Shunfeng opened his mouth funny.

"How many things do you want to send out?"

"A lot, are there any discounts?" Fang Ying asked.

Brother Shunfeng nodded for a moment: "Yes, yes, you can sign an agreement with me, there are monthly subscriptions, and discounts, depending on which one you need."

"Just a monthly subscription." Fang Chen said.

"The monthly fixed fee is 30,000 yuan per month, and there is no limit to how much it can be sent. It is more suitable for customers who have a large daily volume." The courier brother said and took out the agreement contract to Fang Chen.

After these two thousand catties of fruits and vegetables were packaged into early adopters, there were 4,900 packages. After signing the agreement, Fang Chen helped the courier brother to transport the courier to the courier truck.

"This is really weird. There is a drought in the province. Why is the land in Qingping Mountain so wet?" The express brother's long boots were covered with muddy water.

Fang Chen smiled faintly: "Maybe it's because of the changeable climate on the mountain."

Qingpingshan's weather is smooth, of course it has something to do with Yaya.

If there was no Yaya, the land of Qingping Mountain would have been dry.

The road on the mountain is already difficult to walk, and the wet land has brought even greater difficulties to the courier. Although this dirt road leading to the highway is only a kilometer, it is very soft because of the humidity, and some places will sink when you step on it. Not to mention driving.

The courier brother's car is not four-wheel drive, and it looks extremely bumpy on this small road.

Before it reached 300 meters, the wheels were stuck in a big mud pit, and they couldn't go anyway.

"It's a pity, the village head uncle said that he has submitted the road repair application report three times, and he said he didn't want to approve anything." Fang Ying couldn't help but sigh deeply when she saw this scene.

Everyone says that to get rich, first build roads.

Even the most basic transportation is not convenient. How can this village become rich?

"No hurry." Fang Chen smiled faintly, and walked over to help the courier brother push the car out of the quagmire.

"How can you not be in a hurry, cousin, if you don't approve the road construction application report, it means you won't approve the money!" Fang Ying widened her eyes and said grotesquely, "Why are you so unhurried? "

Fang Chen smiled and said, "Have you ever heard a saying that the emperor is not in a hurry?"

Fang Ying was taken aback, and Fang Chen strode towards the house. Fang Ying reacted. She chased up and cursed with a smile: "You dare to say that I am an eunuch, stop for me!"

In the next few days, Fang Ying listened to Fang Chen's words and temporarily suspended the live broadcast.

The couriers that were sent have also successively arrived in the hands of fans. Just as Fang Chen had expected, his vegetables received unanimous praise.

Many fans spontaneously responded to and questioned the black fan's post. Finally, under pressure, this post was silently deleted.

The rumors are so self-defeating.

Three more restaurants successively ordered corn, tomatoes, sweet potatoes, etc. with him, and they charged a deposit of nearly 400,000 yuan. Some fans who ate early adopters would also buy fruits and vegetables from Fang Chen’s house. Fang Ying’s scolding in the live broadcast room was also Finally stopped, many people praised Fang Chen's mind.

Fang Chen didn't stop when he got the money, and went directly to the village chief.

"My nephew, why are you free today?" the village chief asked kindly.

Fang Chen took out a check for 300,000 yuan and put it on the table.

The village chief was taken aback: "This...what is this?"

"This is the road repair fee for the village chief. The section from the entrance of the village to the middle of the road is about one kilometer. Three hundred thousand should be enough." Fang Chen said lightly.

As if the check for 300,000 yuan was just a piece of waste paper, it was as casual as it was.

It's not that Fang Chen really regards money as dung, but he knows that he can make more money in the future. At this moment, if he stops for this mere 300,000, the situation is too small.

"How can this work? Your mother's illness..." The village chief's hand trembled slightly, and he looked at Fang Chen in disbelief.

"My mother's illness has recovered. This money is to sponsor the village chief to build the road. If there is money, everyone should make it together. Such a road simply cannot withstand a big car. Once it rains, even the vegetables can't be transported out of the village. What are you talking about making money?" Fang Chen asked rhetorically.

This is a problem that has plagued the village chief for many years!

After submitting applications over and over again, they were rejected by the county for various reasons, resulting in the village traffic maintaining the status quo.

"Xiaochen, you're such a...really good person!" The village chief's voice trembled, and for a while, he was a bit poor, and he suffocated such a sentence for a long time.

With this funding, the road construction project was soon started, and the village chief called the villagers of the village to personally organize a table of banquets.

"My fellow villagers, this small dirt road has been around for more than ten years. The repairs have finally begun today. From then on, we will never be afraid of rainy days again!" The village head was in high spirits.

"The village chief is too good!"

"The village head is a good village head for everyone and the village!"

The sound of praise is endless.

At this moment, the village chief stretched out his hand and grabbed it, motioning everyone to silence, and when everyone calmed down, he said, "This matter is not my credit, but Fang Chen's!"

The eyes of everyone instantly fell on Fang Chen who was sitting in the corner.

There are doubts and confusion.

"The village chief, are you kidding us?" Er Mazi first stood up and asked.

"Yes, what is his family like, who doesn't know, his mother still has a back disease, and the poor jingle, how can he help?"

The village chief shook his head: "The layout is getting smaller. The orchard of Fang Chen's family has sold out this year. I invested 300,000 yuan to help the village build roads. If Fang Chen were not there, I don't know when this road can be built."

The village chief’s appreciation for this young man can be clearly heard in his tone.

"What? Fang Chen actually used 300,000 to build roads?" Er Mazi was shocked.

Other villagers looked at Fang Chen's eyes differently.

The village chief took this opportunity to hurriedly said: "Fang Chen has made such a great contribution to the village. I propose that Fang Chen should be the deputy director of the village committee who is vacant in the village!"

It was quiet in the private room, except that Er Mazi's face was a bit ugly, no one opposed it.

The village chief wanted Fang Chen to come on stage to say something, but Fang Chen refused.

If he could, he even wanted to retire the position of deputy director of the village committee, but that was the village chief’s kindness, and it was not easy to refute others' face in public.

During the banquet, people kept coming to his table to toast. Originally, Fang Chen chose this position to keep a low profile, but he didn't expect it to still become the focus of the audience.

Finally, when the banquet was over, Fang Chen walked home alone.

Suddenly, a sack was put on Fang Chen's head from behind!

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